He moved away to the next picture. It was of a man with a fat smiley face and a red ribbon round him and a lot of medals. My great uncle Ambrose Fudge said Bernard carelessly.He looks a thourough ancester said Ethel kindly.Well he was said Bernard in a proud tone he was really the Sinister son of Queen Victoria.Not really cried Ethel in excited tones but what does that mean.Well I dont quite know said Bernard Clark it puzzles me very much but ancesters do turn quear at times.

Ethel and Bernard returned from their Honymoon with a son and hair a nice fat baby called Ignatius Bernard. They soon had six more children four boys and three girls and some of them were twins which was very exciting. The Earl only got two rarther sickly girls called Helen and Marie because the last one looked slightly french.

The bearer of this letter is an old friend of mine not quite the right side of the blanket as they say in fact he is the son of a first rate butcher but his mother was a decent family called Hyssopps of the Glen so you see he is not so bad and is desireus of being the correct article.

I shall wear my best black and my white alpacka coat to keep off the dust and flies replied Mr Salteena.I shall put some red ruge on my face said Ethel because I am very pale owing to the drains in this house.